BOUND TEMPTATIONS contains two stories, BEG ME and TEMPT ME, two stories that are available separately in ebook.  This is their first time releasing in print.

BegMe-Redo300dpiBeg me…there had been a time when those words made her burn with desire. But now, there was only fear.

Once, Tania Sinclair’s life was almost perfect…oh, it had its ups and downs but she was happily married to a guy that adored her, one who had no problem indulging every kinky fantasy she ever had. But a couple of tragedies later, she’s barely holding it together. A car accident took away her husband, and an attack from somebody she should have been able to trust has shaken not only her confidence, but it’s also stripped away her fantasies and even made it painful to look back on her memories of her husband without fear.

Two years after her attack, Tania is determined to take her life back and the first step is taking back herself…her fantasies, her dreams, her memories. There’s only one person she can trust to do it, too. One person she wants enough…Drake Bennett, her husband’s best friend.

Falling for your best friend’s wife—never smart. Drake’s watched Tania quietly for years, watched her…wanted her, knowing he’d never have her. First, she was taken. And then, that night two years ago—a night that still scars her, a night that’s left bruises on her that still haven’t healed. He does what he can, though, because he loves her too much not to. He’s her friend, there when she needs him.

And now she needs him. She’s asked him for a favor…one that just about blows his mind…

Warning: This book involves light bondage play, rape fantasy & role-playing. The acts between the hero & heroine are consensual, but they may not be ideal for all readers…


No, he was too focused on Tania, and the fact that she was sitting three feet away from him. Too focused on the fact that his cock was throbbing like a bad tooth and had been ever since she’d let him into her house an hour earlier.

Her words rang in his mind. She needed help—finally, though, something real, something physical he could focus on. That would really help. Maybe her car needed a tune-up, that was easy, although why she’d felt the need to cook for him just to ask for that, he didn’t know.

“Anything.” He tipped his beer bottle back, wetting his throat. Fuck it, she looked so beautiful. She was sitting so close, he could smell the scent of the lotion she’d slicked all over her skin. Good enough to eat, and that was just what he wanted to do, too.

She grimaced and said, “Maybe you should put the beer down. Stop drinking for a minute, because I don’t want you to choke when I ask.”

“Okay.” He smirked a little and leaned forward, setting the bottle on the table. “Although I don’t know what you could ask that would surprise me that much, Tania.”

“Five years ago.”

Okay—maybe I was wrong. She can surprise me.

Drake grabbed the bottle. “I think I need the beer,” he muttered.

She smiled. “Five years ago,” she said again. “You know what I like.”

He shifted his gaze to her, all too aware of just how little distance separated them, all too aware of that short, flippy skirt, of the sweet scent of her skin…and just how acutely he remembered things from five years ago.

You…on your knees.

You…restrained and begging.

You…looking at me with that challenge in your eyes, all but daring me to watch while Kyle fucked you, while you pretended to fight—

“Do you remember?” she asked, her voice low and quiet.

“Yes.” How could he forget that?

“Something about the way you watched us made me think… Well, you weren’t turned off by it, were you?”

“I saw a beautiful woman having sex—was I supposed to get turned off?”

Tania tilted her head to the side. “That’s a roundabout non-answer. Okay. Let’s try this. Yes or no—does that kind of thing appeal to you?”

“Fuck, yes.”

“And what if it involved me?” Her lashes drooped low over her eyes and she stared at him, her gaze heavy, intent.

Oh, hell. “You’re a beautiful—”

“Yes or no, Drake.”

Because he needed the time to stall, and because his throat was now dry as the Sahara, he took another drink. Then he set the bottle back on the table. He didn’t know for certain where she was going with this, but he was getting a clue now.

The new question was now—what was he going to do? Be her experimental foray back into sex and get his heart ripped out? Or walk away?

He slid off the couch and shifted so that he was facing her, kneeling in front of her. Staring into her eyes, he put his hands on her knees, watching her face.

Her lips parted on a rough gasp but she didn’t pull away, didn’t even move as he pushed his hands higher, higher, under the hem of that flippy little skirt that had driven him insane all night.

Closing his hands around her hips—fuck—her naked hips, he pulled her to the edge. Her knees parted automatically and he pressed the ridge of his cock against her. “If it involves you? The answer, again, is fuck, yes.”

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Contemporary spicy romance

She’s a temptation he can’t resist…

Roxanne ‘Rocki’ Monroe’s life is full of secrets and hidden heartaches. Cole Stanton would love to heal her pain and chase away the ghosts of her past, but she’s just a complication he doesn’t have room for in his life.

Or so he thinks.

It doesn’t take Cole long to realize he’s more than willing to let temptation get the best of him, more than happy to deal with complications if that’s what it takes to get her.

What he has and what he needs are two different things…and what he needs is Rocki.

“I won’t be that victim again. Not again.”

He nuzzled her temple. “I’m sorry. Nobody’s got the right to do this to another person.”

“No. And I won’t let it happen to me again.” She blew out a breath. Closed her eyes. Then she smiled. “It feels good to get that out, you know. Not too many people know.”

He remained silent, his hand stroking her back. Rocki stared at her hand on his thigh and tried to tell herself she needed to just finish up her meal. Have him take her home. They could set up their real date and then see what happened.

Except she couldn’t think about anything but the feel of his hand on her back, of his thigh under her hand. His warmth. The way his mouth pressed against her brow.

“Cole?” She tipped her head back, studying him. “You know, I should probably just get this out. It’s been a while since I’ve dated and all. But I don’t sleep with men on the first date.”

“Ah…” A muscle jerked in his jaw. “Well, I don’t think we’d really even gotten to that point, right? This isn’t a real date.”

“Right. So when you take me home—to either your place or mine—and we sleep together tonight? Just to be clear…we haven’t had a date.”

He hadn’t heard her clearly.

Cole closed his eyes, replaying her words in his head, but they still sounded the same. Lust did bad, bad things to a man’s ability to think clearly, that was all he could figure out.

“Okay, at the risk of sounding like an idiot…what did you just say?”

That smile of hers—oh, hell, it did bad, bad things to his ability to think at all. She tightened her fingers on his thigh, her nails biting lightly into his skin, even through the sturdy denim of his jeans. “Oh, come on now, Counselor…that’s what they call lawyers, right? I think you heard me.”

“I heard you.” He dropped his gaze to her mouth—that wide, sexy mouth—and thought he just might die if he didn’t get to kiss her, seriously kiss her, and soon. “The problem is I think I heard something completely different from what you just said.”

“And what do you think I just said?”

“It had something to do with the two of us going back to your place, or my place. But that couldn’t be what you said.”

Rocki scraped her nails along his jeans. “But it was.” She curled a hand around his neck. “So. Which one sounds better to you?”

In reply, Cole reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. Blindly, he pulled out some money and glanced at it. Without bothering to do another thing, he threw it down on the table. “Please tell me you’re ready to go now.”

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